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Tuesday, April 28, 2015

The Holy Land II

Fellow Countrycommandantes,

Still coming down from two weeks battering through Israel. I spent much of last week under the lights in a sound studio in Washington, D.C., where a crew of zealots interviewed me exhaustively for a ten-hour documentary intended to worm out of my scratchy memory the whole truth about the Kennedy family. My two full-length treatments of the family, Bobby and J. Edgar and Edward Kennedy: An Intimate Biography are replete with widely suppressed facts and interpretations of what actually happened throughout the Kennedy years, from Chappaquiddick to Dallas, revelations largely avoided in calculated establishment cover-ups. We shall see how much of what I divulged will make it into the final cut.

I think I was still processing the implications of what I had run across in Israel during the previous month. Most surprising, I have to suggest, was the absence of threat, the open and relatively unprotected way we were able to roll around the country, from the border in the Galilee overlooking Syria to the Judean desert below the Dead Sea, almost entirely without guards or security measures or warnings of any kind. It was far easier to get in and out of Ben Gurion Airport in Tel Aviv than to process through endless customs hangups coming home through JFK. I had the chance to exchange ideas with a variety of Muslims, not a few Palestineans, and most were frank enough. Life in Israel had its problems, plenty needed to be corrected, but compared with existence around the rest of the Middle East...?

In Bethlehem I had a frank conversation with our driver for the afternoon, a squat, cheerful Arab. How were things going in The Territories? Pretty good, he said. Something like 50,000 workers passed over every day into Israel to work. It would be nice if Jerusalem would let up on the red tape. Overall, couldn't really complain -- it was the leaders on both side who were causing the disruptions. What was he hoping for? I asked. "Peace," he told me. Let people live their lives. Meanwhile, Jewish and Arab families were in abundance in the better restaurants wherever we went, sometimes sharing tables. I never ran into a scuffle, or even raised voices, from the teeming marketplaces to the hush of the great museums.

At one point a woman in our group, a Jewish retiree from New York, got hit by a serious intestinal problem and our guide Rotem took her the the emergency room of the general hospital in Nazareth. The staff there is entirely Arab, doctors on down. Did he feel, I asked Rotem when she returned, feeling better after the right antibiotic, that there was any danger our friend might have been...deliberately misdiagnosed by the people in the hospital. Or worse. Rotem was startled. How could that happen? he demanded. They're all Israeli citizens.

It may be that Israel presents the greatest threat to radical Islam by presenting opportunities to the Muslim population that no other country in the region is progressive enough -- or prosperous enough -- to match. More than Israel's reputed 300 atom bombs, genuine progress and social decency may get the country through. I ran into several refugees from the bloodbath in the Sudan: not immigrants exactly, but permitted to stay because where else could they go? Every day victims of Assad's barrel bombs are carted across into the Golan Heights from Syria, where Israeli surgeons do whatever they can. "We remember rejection," one Israeli told me. "We remember Auschwitz."

We had a delicious lunch one day in the apartment of a Druze Arab woman. Her husband was a goat herder. She had two grown children. One was in Moscow furthering his education in physics. The other, a young woman, was doing graduate work in Berkeley. Perhaps a generation of Arabs is coming along ever more likely to prefer the twenty-first to the fourteenth century and less likely to be conned into blowing themselves up for a corrupted version of supposed Muslim writ. The tradition of tolerance and openness to other cultures which distinguished Byzantine society and Ottoman intellectual life and kept Aristotle alive in the Arab world throughout the Dark Ages in Europe may now be experiencing a secret rebirth in Israel.

This works both ways. We spent several nights in a kibbutz, run by a charming Irish-Catholic lady. I was surprised to discover that in the kibbutzes -- a primary social instrument of Israel's founders -- there are no synagogues. No rabbis, no prayers. The founders of Israel -- like the founders of the United States -- were rationalists. The Jewish homeland they envisioned must not be hidebound, enslaved by the assumptions of the ghetto.

About Me

Published BooksEdward Kennedy: An Intimate Biography (2010)Bobby and J. Edgar (2007)The Nature of the Beast (2002)The Shadow President: Ted Kennedy in Opposition (1997)The Old Boys: The American Elite and the Origins of the CIA (1992; 2002)The Mellon Family: A Fortune in History (1978)The Education of Edward Kennedy (1972; 1980)The Ski People (1968)